Scrubs
Yesterday my husband put on a pair of scrubs. He went with my friend the anesthesiologist to the hospital to intubate people. If you are the primary practitioner in an ER, you must be able to intubate. Airways are very, very important and must be kept open….always remember; airway, airway, airway. Learning to intubate on a trauma patient would not be very fun….sort of “”there is blood coming out of their mouth, OhmyGodtheyhaveapneumothorax, no blood pressure, and are basically dead if I don’t get a tube in!! Get me a blade, I need to intubate for the first time in my entire career! AAHHHHH”. Really, really, really not a good idea. So, he went to the hospital with “D” and intubated sleeping, non-Helter Skelter people. People who were not traumatically dying. Way, way less complicated.
At 5:30a.m. he donned scrubs and came out into the kitchen where I was making him a latte to go. I saw him out of the corner of my eye, and had to do a double take. I have a thing for guys in scrubs and this was the first time I had seen my husband in them in a professional capacity. He sat down on a chair to put his shoes on and I jumped in his lap and jokingly said “Oh baby, scrubs really turn me on”. He started laughing all shy-like and said “Get outta here”. It was too funny.
This whole new job thing has me really happy. See me smiling with emoticons :*)) We can lounge around the house in shorts and flip flops for 6 days at a time. The kids are loving the time he has with them. I am mixed up about the days of the week because every day feels like Saturday………and! and! I get to see my hubby in scrubs.
Now, on to something of real importance…..an artsy picture of my new shoes
Are they not cute?? I wore them with a knee length, peasant style skirt yesterday and my mom just about had a fit. She thought they were the ugliest shoes on the planet. She asked me why I don’t dress nice for Bill. I informed her that Bill likes the way I dress and she just would not believe me or let it go. She said, “You should dress up for your husband and look pretty for him!”. Oh, wow. Um, so very 1950’s. So very not me. Why the heck did she have to say that?
When I came home I told Bill about it and he just wrinkled his forehead, cocked his head to the side and said “She actually said that to you?” He then got up from his chair, came over to me, lifted my hair up into a pony tail with his hands and said “You are right, I do like the way you dress. I am sorry your mom hurt your feelings” and he kissed my neck and my cheek. If he had been wearing scrubs I would have taken advantage of him right then and there.
Are you in love with him yet? I am.
Doesn’t your mama know that all Roxy shoes are sexy???? My teenagers think so, and so does my hubby. You are very blessed to be married to such a great guy.
I don’t think I’ve ever even commented here but what better way to start off than by telling you, ‘yeah, i think i AM a little bit in love with your husband!’
What I like most about your blog is how you are able to express how much you truly and deeply Love him. Love. It is a joy to read.
*sigh*
Now Jody, you’ve known me long enough to know that I am totally in love with Bill
I bet you look adorable in whatever you wear!!
((hugs))
I know where you’re coming from on the scrubs!
Sometimes if Bob has an unstable patient or knows he’s going back in during the night to do a transplant he’ll come home in scrubs. He walks in the door and I see the guy I fell in love with 25 years ago. The man still makes me weak in the knees.
mak
What a sweet hubby! Though, my “scrubs” are my hubby’s firefighter uniform. Hubba hubba! ;o)
I’m with ya on the scrubs!! And I do love those shoes and that’s one brand I can find here.
who doesn’t like a man in scrubs lol…..and cute shoes
I love the shoes!!!
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I guess I see Jeff in scrubs more than not. There is something about a man in a uniform, isn’t it
PS: passed along an award for you @ my place…. not that the rest of the bloggy world won’t nominate you as well…just wanted you to know that you inspire me.
Hugs